I remember flying into San Francisco. Flying was still new to me back then. We were surrounded by the bay which made me really nervous. I'm not a fan of heights or water. How again am I going to travel overseas?!
I remember it was foggy, so we couldn't see the bridge very well.
I remember we had a Ford Expedition as our rental car. It was massive, the biggest car I've ever been in, and ever been in since.
I remember the view from the home of my brother-in-law's relatives. It was atop a hill and it was spectacular. I remember just wanting to sit there all day and take it all in. I figured that wouldn't be very sociable.
I remember the air, how it was so fresh and clean and breathable.
I remember traveling down country roads and seeing vineyards covering the landscape. It was breathtakingly beautiful. We stopped at a few wineries along the way. Back then, I drank strictly Merlot (shocking, I know). Now that I'm (a bit) older and have been more adventurous in what types of wine I try, I imagine I'd have a fuller experience if I were to go back.
This pig was at one of the wineries and I'm afraid I don't remember its significance. But I still find the picture hilarious.
I remember swimming with M in this amazing backyard pool. I'm not sure what my sister promised me (threatened me with) to get me in that pool though. Did I collect? Hmm...
I remember playing Dominoes.
I remember my niece, D, was only 6 months. She did a lot of watching the rest of us. And we did a lot of holding her. She's a go with the flow kind of person, so she was a perfect traveling companion.
I remember wishing we had time to explore San Fran.
I remember my niece, M, charmed the airplane crew and they invited her into the cockpit after we had landed. What a neat experience!
I thank my family and my brother-in-law's family for letting me tag along and for welcoming me with open arms. A truly wonderful trip.
I've found that everywhere I've traveled, I always wish I could go back and explore more. I've never been anywhere that I said, ugh, I'm not going back there.
I'm a lucky gal.
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